in my defense, i am almost 40 and sarah is 22. but i watched in awe as she sprinted the hills, crested, waited and then waited until i huffed and puffed to meet her. i have an amazing life and i feel extraordinary blessed but sometimes i am exhausted by it all. the seven days of week of work and my duties as a professor during the week and shows every weekend, carving out time to be a decent mother, attentive spouse, and occasionally check in on my bff. we all have our hills. many far more difficult than mine. illness and loss, economic insecurity, uncertainty, but when i hit the hills, i duck my head, hold my breath, and just try to power through them. when i watched sarah i was reminded there's another way. we can, within reason, choose to sprint the hills, to tackle the big challenges with elation and energy and enthusiasm for seeing what is at the top because sometimes at the top there's someone urging us on and offering us gum me bears and i am so grateful for sarah's lesson, sprint the hills. so to my friend chris hayes, my